I Am (Unraveled)

i am, become... i am the fallen tree, the broken lamp, the axe, the message never received. i am the flag draped over the casket in the silent room. i am second hand clothes, and hand-me-down hearts... i am your grandmother's quilt, and your son's grave... i am the song of the whipporwill, and the porcupine's quill. i am the child dreaming of a grownup world. i am the last letter written by the soldier far from home... i am your father's pipe, and your mother's favorite pot... i am memory and woodgrain, the fire and the hollow. i am the smell of Jesus in the Sunday morning sun... i am Kentucky whiskey, and charcoal on the grill. i am a Chevy, a Ford, a Dodge, and an old Rambler.... i am a fishing pole, laying out of school... i am the sap of America on the very last pine. sap, and memory, i am America unraveled, i am, become...